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All the mobs have reset, time to farm some cores.

Welcome to yet another Tuesday. The day dawned sunny, with clear, blue skies, and the morning air is filled with the sounds of the trash trucks. I woke up with my sleep mask around my neck, rendering it completely useless. However, there wasn’t much time before Shawshank’s alarm was scheduled to go off. I scrolled…

Good morning! We have a sunny Monday morning here. Shawshank is setting up Pippin’s table, and the coffee pot has done its thing. Seems like a typical TinyTown morning. We had an uneventful Sunday, which is just the way we friggin like it. Once the day had progressed an acceptable amount, Shawshank had the first…